I sincerely thought when I was 10, that on my 11th birthday I'd get an owl from Hogwart's and by this time I would have killed Voldemort twice, so... Yeah, I really thought it would look way more different than how it really turned out
I began "adult" life far too young. I was married and then divorced with a child before I was 19. I never really had a huge idea or dream of where I wanted to be, just that I owed everything to my child and had to do all I could for him.
I have to say that I consider myself very lucky to be where I'm at currently. Very lucky, indeed.